Soar
I was once told, and very recently: "That I should allow for my wings to dry and to sit on my hands."
This person also added: "Get used to your own ground and apply yourself to trying to remain helpful if, and when, and wherever you still possibly, can be!"
"Yes, friend, you will soar all in due time again, and you will never need to come down - unless; this is to allow for another to apply themselves towards this ever-helpful effort, the very same way, and ever-continually!"
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